Pretty Girl

I love you pretty girl at the 99 lookin like a dime I love you pretty girl she remeber my name don't even gotta ask she always smile even tho she wear a mask did her hair and her eyes she ask how you getting by fine but i lied the emotions that I hide for her are deep inside so I always find excuses to stand in her line like how much I spend change how much she's paid ain't even friends but got an athiest praying to get laid I would beg but my tougues tied behind my balaclava, she said whats that I said I need some ice you're hot as lava I just want you to give me everything your number and your name, but before I can say hey she tells me to have a nice